* Contains vore
You woke up groggy and exhausted from a horrible night, laced with the lack of sleep. Your body aches with pain as you wiggle out of bed and slide into your slippers. You yawn widely and check yourself out in the mirror, rubbing your eyes and sighing. "Another day of berry picking." You groan to yourself as you wet your toothbrush and scrub your teeth vigorously.
As you get your morning routines done you wiggle into your work clothes. Your hands are calloused and juice-stained from the various berries that you picked the day before. You sigh and put on your hat, calling out to the living room. "Mika, chop, chop! Time to go pick some more berries!" The shiny ampharos's ears perked and twitched as she got up from the couch and waddled over to the front door. She seemed to be excited at least. You ignore her hungry pleading as you open the wire door and walk outside. Mika groans and follows suit, the blue bow around her neck bouncing as she hops down the steps.
You inhale deeply and smell the incredible fragrance of berries big and small, sweet and sour, bitter and dry- everything a berry farmer could've hoped for. Your shirt is tugged and you turn to the pink ampharos as she points to her mouth. She makes a low whimper and licks her lips. You shake your head "Not now Mika. Breakfast will be served after work." Another low groan emits from deep within the electric pokemon's throat as she accepts her fate.
You ready your basket and begin to pluck the berries from the various bushes, vines, and trees. You decide to sneak a snack and take a big bite out of a pecha berry, the sweet and very juicy flavour washing over your dry mouth and into your throat. You smile to yourself and lick your lips as you finish the berry, and continue plucking.
Mika was not amused by watching you eat a berry. She had wandered to the far end of the orchard and plucked the biggest Custap berry she could find. She had always preferred the ridiculously sweet berries afterall. However you had a limited number of Custap berries that would go to seed. Right as she opens her mouth to take a big bite, you stop her. "Ah-ah-aaaah! Mika, no. You know we can't spare a berry like that. You know they're incredibly rare and don't go to seed easily!" The ampharos' ears lowered and she placed the berry in her own basket. You could hear her stomach growls from your end of the orchard. You dump your basket of pecha berries into a larg can filled with ice-water to keep them cool and to keep them from rotting. You work down your rows and snack on a pecha berry or two as you work.
Meanwhile Mika is glaring at you as she works on the rarer berries. She watches you swallow the berries and is jealous that you seem to be enjoying yourself. Row after row, ans berry after berry is freshly plucked. The entire morning was dedicated to plucking the 1/6th of the orchard. You stop to take a break and rest back against a thick-trunked Cheri tree. Mika joins you shortly afterwards, her stomach growling louder then ever. You pop a sitrus berry from your pocket and chew on it thoughtfully- only for your chewing to be disrupted by the ampharos' stomach growls.
You turn to her and snap, "You better keep that quiet, Mika, or I won't let you have any breakfast!" Another loud groan escapes the amphraros' throat and she doesn't seem to like your attitude. She wobbled up onto her feet and stands before you, blocking the sun. She places her paws on her hips and glares down at you, knowing that you've been very unfair.
You slide your hat off and place it next to you as you stand up to face her. "Listen here Mika I don't like your attitude." You say, poking her gingerly in her hungry belly.
That was the final straw. The ampharos let out an irritated call before she wrapped her strong arms around you. You're shocked by her sudden aggresive behaviour and you begin to squirm. "Mika! Let me go this instant!" You blurt out. Much to your surprise she hoists you high above her head as she opens her mouth. You can see straight down into her hungry throat, her pink mouth glistening and dripping with saliva. Her tongue flexes as she holds it out, only to smother your face against it. You cough and squirm more in her grip as her saliva coats your face. "Mika!" you scream, only to have your head slid into her mouth.
You're paralyzed by surprise and fear as your head manages to fit inside the ampharos' tight mouth. You feel her tongue working on your neck and shoulders as you slide into the back of your throat. You kick vigourously and cry out for help, only to no prevail. You feel your face squish against the strong muscles of her throat as she swallows.
Mika's throat bulges with your head and shoulders. She slowly slides you further in, inch after inch. Your body is constricted and molded by her hungry maw and throat. You scream and try to fight back, only for you to be muffled by the ampharos' body. You feel more and more of yourself sliding into Mika's body. Your hips finally sliding down her tight throat as you can hear her stomach growl loudly. You struggle more, and only to the pokemon's delight. Your sandals flip off and you can feel her tongue against the bare soles of your feet. It tickles, much to your displeasure. You squirm desperately and try not to laugh, only for her throat to constrict your legs and hips further. The ampharos throws her head back and swallows as hard as she can, the once massive lump in her throat crawling down at a snail's pace to her stomach.
Your entire body is now being molded and squeezed by her inside. You feel her swallow again to quicken the pace. You cry out as you finally splash down into Mika's impatient stomach headfirst. Your entire body slides in wetly afterwards, and much to your displeasure you are forced to curl up. You can feel Mika's deep breathing, her heart racing, and most of all- her stomach growling. It's hot and humid inside her tight stomach, and you feel a delicate rubbing sensation against your body. The ampharos laid back against a tree and rubbed her swollen stomach, an odd "purring" sensation emitting deep from within her body. She squishes her belly playfully, churning and sloshing you about. "MikAAA! Let me out of here!" You yell aloud and push against her stomach walls as hard as you can. Her body only constricts your movement further and molds you about, sloshing and churning even more.
The ampharos let out a loud belch and plucked the same large custap berry from earlier from her basket. She looked it over and thought to herself before she placed it delicately ontop of the other berries. She was full. For now.